The lamps within the courtyard were bright. As soon as they entered, the girl loosened her grip on Cui Yun's clothing hem and tossed it aside once she was done.
Cui Yun cast his eyes down, silently observing her actions.
An old woman was waiting outside the room, who hurriedly and respectfully parted the door curtains when the two arrived.
Cui Yun stooped slightly as he entered, with Shen Hua trailing behind him languorously.
As soon as they were inside, they heard the servile pleas of Meng Zhi, who was relentlessly playing the victim and claiming injustice, accompanied by Dowager Meng's angry scoldings.
Looking at the mother and daughter of the Xuan Family, they were sitting in the high seats, quietly sipping tea, letting Dowager Meng carry on her tirade.
They had done their utmost and could really do no more to persuade her. They could only wait for Cui Yun to arrive.
Hearing footsteps inside the room, Dowager Meng turned around, her anger written on her face.
